Here I go again, thinking I could trust you.
And you deceived me, but I will not be blue.
This time you have burned your bridges, why?
But you will not break me down, I will not cry.
You took my kindness for weakness, how wrong.
Now our so called friendship from me is now gone.
I am to good and life is to short to be used by you.
With God and my strength I know I will get through.
So it's best we live our own separate lives, part ways.
Our love will now only be called those good old days.
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